A million humdrum speeches
Turned into gazillions
of never-ending pages
You and I in one
page-turning destruction
You, beloved comrade,
spilling love in reverse revolution
Bodies drop dead, universes reunite
Being left in the left sounds right
Inspired by Marx's
fluttering symbolisms
Encouraged by Lenin's
fanatical mannerisms
We, without oozing doubts,
march to Moskva
Throw our babushka
in the crimson heights of basilica
You, skinning capitalism
to underworld's currency
I, punishing myself
for befriending frenzy
Young, wild, we're madly unfree
Chained and forgotten by those
who love common societal glee
Zinnia's pots with Zedong's quotes,
zeppelins from second great wall
We zipper our fate against all
Future's shaped by October fight,
Catchphrases crafted in
cold vodka fancy flight
Russian roulettes projectiling
parachutes of poetry
In the rightest side
of the rightists' memory
No longer enemies of state,
we overcry "Freedom"
At the towering heights
of imperial kingdom
Then oppressor monkeys force
oppressed heartbeats
Tourniquets mass produced to pressure
the imprisoned fleets
Let the battle cry be overheard
Not only by overthrown elites
but also by highland shepherd's herd
Let there be equality,
A word with raped entity
Now bullets are covering
the scope of city lights
Rewriting the sickening scriptures
of corrupted eyesights
As the nowhere nostalgia
unleashes its enormosity
Against the eavesdropping
of the jawdropping monstrosity
"Remember us to life's eternity",
uttered by us
as we defy death's infinity
"Remember how the end starts",
You said while watching
the countdown in pendulum quartz.
Summertime solitude shifts to
midsummer misnomers,
You and I remain freedom fighters,
You and I remain praxis paramours
Shielding reforming dreams
with our stonecold armours.
Like a czar's top secret mission,
we are a betwixted expedition
Longing for the riddled lores
of the royal Romanovs
but swearing allegiance
to the change-hungry souls
who might love the Rachmaninoffs
That was a long time ago
Before the space walk of alter ego
Cosmonauts riding rockets
to avoid feeding kaisers' hornets
Choosing to starve themselves
in space, as they serve
'Stead of treating the proud sitting pretty
more than they deserve
Fast forward to the present,
Stalinists reading Tolstoy's War and Peace
while watching The Pianist
Stalker comes to the rescue,
bombarding Tchaikovsky to the ears
of fascist sadomasochist
Then the racist faggot said ,
"With Vietnamese
and North Korean catapults,
the world suffers from
tantrums, traumas, and tumults."
You and I are like watching
these static shizo scenes on telly
The world that never crumbles
juggles itself like a jelly
You and I feel the jumble and tumble
Without letting our beliefs stumble
You, my dearest comrade,
staining swastikas
in scattered Zizekian
pervert's guide to psychoanalysis
You, my loving comrade,
strangling superior sieg heils
till their vast metamorphosis
turns into plagued vulnerabilities
You, dressed like Che, kissing
the uprising goodnight
You, shouting who you are
with Fidel's uproaring might.